Zhou Lizhan took a deep breath and sneered: "Just leave it to the old man, but it's you, it's best to deal with that kid as soon as possible." ”

"Don't worry, this time the old man will let him know what a painful thing it will be to offend Xuantian Pavilion!" Pang Long looked at Mingchen with a hideous gaze and said calmly.

Facing the two old guys' eyes, Mingchen smiled.

His fingers gently stroked the Qiankun bag without a trace, and then his fingers suddenly pointed at Zhou Lizhan and said softly: "Kill him!"

As soon as Mingchen's voice fell, the golden war puppet in front of him stomped on the ground fiercely, and when the mountain rock burst, its figure shot straight into the sky like a rocket, and finally crashed into Zhou Lizhan fiercely.

"Hmph, let the old man try, what's so great about you war puppet!"

Seeing the golden war puppet coming with great momentum, Zhou Lizhan also sneered, and the fiery red spiritual power was like a flame, surging out from his body.

As soon as he grasped the palm of his hand, a large knife two meters long appeared in his hand.

The broadsword swung with a blazing power and slashed at the golden puppet.

Clang!

The big knife slashed at the shoulder of the golden war puppet, but it was some sparks at the burst of fire, and a white mark appeared where the knife fell.

"What a hard body. ”

Seeing this, Zhou Li's strategy was slightly startled, and he immediately clenched the big knife again, and collided with the golden war puppet head-on, and suddenly, a tragic battle broke out suddenly.

When Zhou Lizhan entangled the golden war puppet.

Pang Long also slowly fell down, and finally suspended in the sky in front of Ming Chen, his dry face showed a terrifying smile at him, and Sen Ran's voice slowly came out.

"Boy, it will fall into the hands of the old man later, I don't have a good bone in your body!"

Hearing this, Mingchen smiled faintly.

The soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and his body rose from the ground, and then landed lightly on a huge tree.

Looking at Mingchen's actions, Pang Long put his hands behind his back and looked at the former with a sneer.

In his opinion, in the current situation, Mingchen is a dying mouse, and he is a cat playing with mice.

Although, this is just his wishful thinking.

For the ridicule in Pang Long's eyes, Mingchen didn't pay attention to it, his hands slowly spread out, his eyes gradually closed, and a low murmur sounded in his heart.

"Xiao Hei, lend me your power temporarily..."

A low murmur slowly fell, and after a while, the Qiankun bag on Ming Chen's finger suddenly trembled slightly, and then an extremely majestic and vast spiritual power rushed into his body like a tide along Ming Chen's arm!

As the majestic spiritual power poured into his body, the space around Mingchen suddenly slowly became distorted, and a monstrous momentum, like an awakened emperor, reigned over the world!

This was undoubtedly discovered by him, since Xiao Hei woke up last time, it could share spiritual power with Mingchen and the others.

At the moment when this monstrous momentum appeared, Pang Long, as well as the surrounding palace worshippers, and even Zhou Lizhan, who was fighting fiercely with the golden war puppet, all had a momentary sluggishness in their minds.

Immediately, an uncontrollable horror, like weeds, surged out from the bottom of my heart.

Far away from Mingchen and the others, the old man in sackcloth was also stunned at the moment, and after a while, he turned his head stiffly, looked at Gong Yuhan with a puzzled face, and said in a dry voice.

"Girl, it seems that our trip was in vain. ”

The majestic momentum rippled around Mingchen, and the entire mountain range seemed to tremble slightly under this terrifying momentum, and between the mountains and forests, occasionally a whimpering trembling roar sounded lowly, and there was a smell of fear in the roar.

As the spiritual power in his body became stronger and stronger, Mingchen's toes slowly left the top of the tree.

Suspended in the sky out of thin air, the pitch-black eyes, perhaps because the soul power in the body was too full, gradually became dark, and became more and more intense.

Later, almost the entire eye was occupied, and from a distance, the original pair of dark eyes were even more profound.

The momentum climbed, and after continuing for a while, it finally stopped.

Mingchen lowered his head slightly, looked at Pang Long, whose face had changed drastically, and said slowly: "Don't you want to break my bones?"

The voice was loud, but there was a kind of coercion that seemed to emanate from the spirit, which made Pang Long's spirit tremble.

"What did this kid do? Why did he suddenly become so strong? Looking at this momentum, I am afraid that he at least has the strength of the middle and even late stages of the Yuan Infant.

Is this true or false?

Pang Long's face changed, and the majestic momentum that diffused from Ming Chen's body was indeed so golden that he was extremely shocked and incredible.

He could be sure that Ming Chen's true strength should be the Jindan rank.

But all of a sudden, it was like a rocket rushing straight up, reaching such a terrifying level, which seemed to him to be a very absurd thing at all.

A flash of doubt flashed in his heart, Pang Long could hardly believe that Ming Chen could suddenly soar so many levels in such a short period of time.

Even if it is a high-level secret method, I am afraid it will be difficult to have such a terrifying effect.

"Could it be that this momentum is only on the surface?" Pang Long's eyes were gloomy, and he refused to believe it no matter what.

The role of cat and mouse, after just a few minutes, is completely transformed.

"The old man wants to see your strength today. Is it real or disguise!" A cold glint flashed in his eyes, Pang Long held his palm, and the thunder flashed, condensing into a thunderbolt, and his body moved, and a faint thunderous sound resounded.

In the sky, Ming Chen looked at Pang Long on the ground with a flat gaze, and after an instant, his palm suddenly shook his back, and the surging spiritual power surged out, and finally condensed into a half-zhang-sized spiritual cyclone cannon in his palm.

With a strange shake of his arm, the spirit cyclone cannon slammed out with a silent muffled sound.

Boom!

As soon as the invisible spirit cyclone cannon was fired, it exploded violently a distance behind Ming Chen, and an old figure flashed out in embarrassment, and then retreated sharply.

In a hurry, the horror in Pang Long's eyes finally reached its peak.

The previous blow had made him completely understand that the majestic momentum of Mingchen in front of him was indeed true. It's not a disguise that relies on some kind of bizarre exercise.

"He uses spiritual power, but such majestic spiritual power, even if it is some unranked spiritual power, it is difficult to have, what is the way this kid came from?!"

Pang Long's heart was slightly uneasy, since the battle with Ming Chen, although the other party seemed to only have the strength of Jin Dan, it was like a bottomless pit, unfathomable.

War puppets, heavenly fire, and even now this terrifying and abnormal spiritual power.

For ordinary people, this kind of thing just exists in legends. actually appeared on him, which had to make Pang Long put away the contempt in his original eyes.

"Regardless of the methods he used to make his strength skyrocket, there must be a time limit. It's not appropriate to fight hard with him now, it's better to avoid the edge for the time being, and wait for his strength to weaken, and then it's not too late to make a move. ”

This thought flashed in his heart, Pang Longxun suppressed the spiritual power in his body that had been shaken by the spirit cannon before, and then a sharp whistle came out of his mouth, and his body turned around, and he used all his strength to cast the phantom polar shadow.

Then it turned into an afterimage, fleeing for its life and swooping away from the mountains.

Hearing this whistle, Zhou Lizhan and many Zhou family worshippers in the sky who were fighting with the golden war puppet also changed their faces slightly.

They knew that this was a signal to retreat.

"Damn, what the hell did this kid do? Zhou Lizhan scolded angrily in his heart, and the majestic momentum in the sky also made his heart tremble a little.

At that moment, the spiritual power in the body surged, and the big knife danced into a fiery red knife curtain in front of him, shaking the war puppet open, and then retreating sharply.

"Want to go?"

Seeing Pang Long fleeing, Mingchen suddenly sneered.

He really can't last long.

So once it is deployed, then something must be done, and since this old guy also hates him to the core, then he can't be kept.

An enemy with a Yuan Infant Rank powerhouse will always have some trouble, so it's better to end it completely.

A killing intent swept through his heart, Mingchen raised his palm, aimed at Pang Long, who had turned into a wisp of afterimage and fled, and then shook it suddenly.

With the grasp of Ming Chen's palm, the void space outside the hundred zhang suddenly twisted slightly.

It quickly dissolved into a wall of space that condensed into a substance.

Boom!

Pang Long, who had exerted himself to the extreme, did not appear at the sudden appearance of the space wall, and immediately hit it fiercely.

The unique rebounding power of the spatial wall. It was directly ejected back with a fierce ejection.

The strong impact shook Pang Long's throat slightly.

Pang Long had just been ejected, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly landed in the first moment, and then rushed towards the forest.

However, before his body could fall to the ground, a figure appeared in front of him like a ghost, and the fist wrapped in majestic spiritual power bombarded straight without any fancy blows.

Everywhere the fist passed, the space fluctuated, and the spatial cracks spread out one after another, like tiny black snakes, filled with terrifying energy that made people chill.

Facing this plain punch, Pang Long's face changed greatly.

With a roar, the spiritual power in his body surged out, and immediately in front of him, it condensed into an extremely thick curtain of thunder light.

Bang!

The fist smashed the curtain of thunder, and the majestic spiritual power, like a volcano, burst out with extremely terrifying power at this moment, and directly shook the thunder curtain away.

The rest of the power was also poured on Pang Long's body like lightning.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Pang Long's body was directly slammed to the ground with a punch, and his body carved out a deep ravine more than 100 meters long in the forest below.

The trees along the way also burst open, and wood chips were everywhere.